Chapter 32
He was a few minutes late when he finally arrived. I didn’t mind, though, since we had the rest of the night to spend together. We shook hands like real men. Then, to make him feel at ease, more comfortable, I hugged his bulk. He wore a tight yellow T-shirt that sculpted his core, a pair of khaki shorts, and sandals. A Rolex decorated his wrist, and I noticed he accessorized with his wedding band on the correct finger. Following my hug, I pulled away from him and went to the bar.
“You need a drink.”
“You’re right. Whiskey. Straight. No ice.”
I started preparing our drinks while he watched. “Are you nervous, Lex?”
“A little.” He stared at the faux crystal tumblers, then at me.
“Don’t be nervous. We’re here as friends. Relax and enjoy yourself. I’m not going to bite you.”